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I'm all about safety in the bedroom. I'm a black stud with a big cock, and my partner loves it. We mix it up with deepthroat, fingering, and toy play, always ending with a messy cumshot.

I've been in relationships where the use of protection during sex has been a non-negotiable, and I've had my fair share of partners who insist on it. While I understand the reasons behind it, I must admit that the sensation of bareback intimacy is something I crave. In my latest encounter, I found myself with a stunning blonde who insisted on using a condom. Initially, it was a bit of a turn-off, but I decided to make the most of it. I indulged in some intense cunnilingus and fingering, driving her wild with pleasure. When it came time for me to take the lead, I made sure to give her the deepthroat she craved. As we moved into doggystyle, I couldn't help but fantasize about what it would be like without the barrier. Despite my thoughts, I focused on pleasing her, driving my throbbing cock deep into her with each thrust. Finally, I allowed myself to climax, filling the condom with my hot load. It was a satisfying release, but I can't help but wonder what it would have been like without it.

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